"Xiang'er!"

Ying Jiqing threw herself on her beloved son, her voice hoarse and her eyes were bloodshot: "Hero, you have harmed your brothers from the same clan for no reason, I...I want to sue you in front of the Grand Master!"

"Then you have to move faster, don't look back and you can't even catch your son's body." The hero sneered, "Let's do this, I'm a good man to the end, and I can lend you my carriage."

Ying Jiqing thought she had heard it wrong: "You...you want to kill me...my son?"

"Nonsense! After talking for a long time, you didn't listen at all? Your baby son openly claimed that Baji Palace belongs to your family. Isn't it that such a great sin of disrespect? "

I don’t know if it’s because of the pain, Yingxiang suddenly burst into courage and said loudly: “Bajimian belongs to our Ying family, where was the mistake?”

"Look, he said it again, it was his family. Everyone heard it. It was so arrogant and arrogant."

"My son is talking about the Ying family!" Ying Ji Qing said.

"Is that so? Is there something wrong with my ear today, why didn't I hear the word 'English'? Did you hear it?"

"I didn't hear what you said to you, Bei Jie and others." Gao Wu and his men shook their heads like rattles.

"What are you hearing?" The hero looked at Yingxiang's friends again.

"He said it belongs to his family."

"Yes, we didn't hear the word 'English' either."

The hero smiled and asked Ying Jiqing, "What else does cousin have to say?"

Ying Jiqing was shocked and angry, and trembled all over: "Hero, you can turn black and white. If I don't believe you, you can turn this bright world! If you have the will, I will kill my whole family. I want to see if my family has more than 70 people. Can I clear my son's grievances!"

"Huh! This is a good word." The hero gave a thumbs up, and then his expression was as cold as ice, "Are you scaring me?"

Ying Jiqing covered her son's broken arm wound tightly and stopped talking.

"Gao Wu."

"I'm in a humble position!"

“The blood flows too slowly.”

"clear!"

Gao Wu pulled out his waist knife with a bang, which scared Ying Jiqing almost fainted.

His son's blood has flowed all over the ground. If anything is cut off, it will be difficult for the gods to save him when they come!

"Stop! Stop..."

His face was gray and he was full of tears, "Your Highness, please be kind to your highness. I have only this son, please spare his life!"

"No, cousin! I was so imposing just now that I was almost scared by you. Continue, there is hope. If you hold on for a while, maybe I can't hold on to the loss first!"

Seeing the hero smiling gently and being tempted, as if he was really cheering people up. Even though Mo Tu had a cold personality, he couldn't help but feel numb.

Not to mention Gao Wu and other tiger guards, some people even subconsciously clenched their swords.

They all felt that His Highness had changed. His Highness smiled a month ago, making people feel like spring breeze. Although His Highness's smile is still friendly, it has a lot of unexplained sense of majesty.

It's like...it seems to be facing the palace master!

Ying Jiqing couldn't hold on any longer and finally collapsed. While pressing her son's wound, she kowtowed to the family.

"Miss Jia Qiao, I have no choice but to educate my children, which has caused you to be offended. Please forgive me because my son has been punished! I beg you..."

In fact, the moment Jia Qiao saw the hero in front of the bronze gate, she had forgotten the fact that Yingxiang was teased and humiliated.

She only has the young master in her eyes, and whether the others are good or bad has nothing to do with her.

"Young master, it's okay for you to calm down and let him go!"

"Okay, you can just let it go."

The hero stood up very simply, and didn't even look at Ying Jiqing and his son again. He led Jiaqiao to the carriage, muttering, "Little Jiaqiao, don't always be so soft-hearted in the future. I haven't had enough fun yet!"

Gao Wu and others were suddenly covered in black lines.

Ying Jiqing didn't care about these things, and shouted loudly to the servant to carry his son into the mansion, then turned around and took a resentful look.

"Young Master..."

In the swaying carriage, Jia Jian asked the hero to rest on his legs, but as soon as he opened his mouth, his eyes turned red first.

The hero had to get up again and hugged the little girl in his arms to coax her.

"What's wrong? Why are you crying well? If you feel wronged, then let's turn it back and cut the father and son's heads as a ball for you to play, okay?"

The little girl shook her head very hard: "Jia Qiao is not wronged, Jia Qiao is very happy! Young Master, you... can you stop treating me like this again?

Jia Qiao is just a maid, and it is not worth doing such an excessive thing for me. All officials will impeach you, and the master and wife will scold you!"

"You are stupid again, aren't you? You have been the young master's room since you were five years old. In the eyes of others, you are my maid, but in my heart, there is no difference between you and your parents and sisters, you are all family members.

I secretly tell you a little secret, and I know why the young master insisted on buying you and taking you home? It just depends on how beautiful you are, and you will definitely grow into a beautiful woman in the future.

In other words, the young master is raising you as his little wife.

My wife was bullied, and as a man, it would not be too much to do anything."

This was the first time that my family heard the young master call him his wife. His body was so excited that he began to tremble. His face turned red like a big jar of wine, and he was so charming.

"Young Master, can you... say it again? I didn't... hear it clearly..."

The hero was stunned and then laughed.

"You little girl, you are very good at learning and selling. Okay, the young master will satisfy you. The young wife will hold her ears up quickly. As long as she wants to hear them, the young master will call you as many times as she wants!"

Jia Qiao was so embarrassed that she buried her face tightly into his chest, but she still showed a red ear.

Holding such a cute girl in her arms is definitely a test for a man with a strong spirit.

The hero took a deep breath and pressed down the desire to break the oath. He opened his mouth and was about to shout, but suddenly he felt the carriage stop, and then he heard Yingchen's voice ringing outside.

"Young Master, the master asked you to see him."

"What a fucking bad luck!" He cursed, and the hero said coldly: "I understand, I will go later."

"The master said, right away."

The hero lifted the curtains of the car and looked at Yingchen with a smile: "I said, I'll be there later!"

Yingchen looked at Yinghe who was sitting on the shaft of the car, took a step back and gave way, pursing his lips without saying a word.

The hero raised his lips slightly and said to Mo Tu who was following behind: "You go to Bilianyuan to see my master first. I will go there after finishing my work. Yingrui can go home. If you have something to do, I will ask someone to find you."

Mo Tu felt Yingchen's breath and realized that he could not beat him. He silently threw the whip and drove around the front.

"I'm a little hungry. I haven't eaten Grandma Cao's meat pie for a long time. Yinghe, go to Tiancang Street."

The hero knocked on the wall of the compartment and closed the window.
Chapter completed!